27 September (Day 22 – Adelaide to Hobart via Melbourne)
It is 8.10am. Helen is bouncing up and down on the bed – she has been up since 6.30. Poor Daniel just shakes his head.
We packed up, again, checked out and loaded up the car. We headed off to the Pack & Send for them deliver the two cases of wine to home when we get back and then made our way down to Glenelg.
When we arrived police had closed off many roads. Turns out there was a bomb scare at one of the building sites on the foreshore, but nothing went bang.
We walked out onto the pier and then went and had fish and chips for lunch at a local hotel. Nothing spectacular, but it looked good.
We then felt brave enough to dip our toes in shark infested waters. Needless to say, we survived – Daniel’s foot odour probably scared the sharks away!
After a brief stop off at a music store, we had a capucino and then headed off to Adelaide airport.
We returned the car and then sat down to read our books until the plane was ready for boarding.
Yet again, Helen was assigned the window seat. Every flight so far Helen has been assigned the window seat, but today she relinquished it to Daniel – at least there was a bit of a view as we crossed over the boarder and then it started to get black. The plane was late taking off and so the 45 minutes we had in Melbourne turned into a 5 minute turnaround in Melbourne.
Finally Daniel had been assigned a window seat – it was still pitch black outside.
Arriving in Hobart it was a chilly 10°C, and here we were in shorts and our TDFs (TDFs are Transitional Dive Footwear – the things you wear between dives! Most call them thongs or sandals).
We got our car and drove the 15 km to the Hotel Grand Chancellor. The Harbourview Hotel in North Sydney has a fantastic view and a great bridal suite. Reefview Hotel at Hamilton Island was wonderful. The Stalag at Exmouth was a nightmare. Fremantle was a welcome relief from Exmouth. Adelaide Hotel was an old tired hotel, struggling to keep it’s head above water. The Hotel Grand Chancellor in Hobart is impressive. It has a view of the Derwent River, Mt Wellington, Hobart City – and this is all from our room on the 7th floor. It doesn’t beat Hamilton Island, but it is nice.
We got to our room at about 10:30pm and hadn’t eaten dinner. We ordered room service – Daniel had lamb with mashed pumpkin and a shiraz jus and Helen had the seafood bisque.
Helen found the laundry on the 20th floor whilst Daniel explored the television options – including Fox Sport – and checked out details for the Tasmanian Archive Authority.
We packed up, again, checked out and loaded up the car. We headed off to the Pack & Send for them deliver the two cases of wine to home when we get back and then made our way down to Glenelg.
When we arrived police had closed off many roads. Turns out there was a bomb scare at one of the building sites on the foreshore, but nothing went bang.
We walked out onto the pier and then went and had fish and chips for lunch at a local hotel. Nothing spectacular, but it looked good.
We then felt brave enough to dip our toes in shark infested waters. Needless to say, we survived – Daniel’s foot odour probably scared the sharks away!
After a brief stop off at a music store, we had a capucino and then headed off to Adelaide airport.
We returned the car and then sat down to read our books until the plane was ready for boarding.
Yet again, Helen was assigned the window seat. Every flight so far Helen has been assigned the window seat, but today she relinquished it to Daniel – at least there was a bit of a view as we crossed over the boarder and then it started to get black. The plane was late taking off and so the 45 minutes we had in Melbourne turned into a 5 minute turnaround in Melbourne.
Finally Daniel had been assigned a window seat – it was still pitch black outside.
Arriving in Hobart it was a chilly 10°C, and here we were in shorts and our TDFs (TDFs are Transitional Dive Footwear – the things you wear between dives! Most call them thongs or sandals).
We got our car and drove the 15 km to the Hotel Grand Chancellor. The Harbourview Hotel in North Sydney has a fantastic view and a great bridal suite. Reefview Hotel at Hamilton Island was wonderful. The Stalag at Exmouth was a nightmare. Fremantle was a welcome relief from Exmouth. Adelaide Hotel was an old tired hotel, struggling to keep it’s head above water. The Hotel Grand Chancellor in Hobart is impressive. It has a view of the Derwent River, Mt Wellington, Hobart City – and this is all from our room on the 7th floor. It doesn’t beat Hamilton Island, but it is nice.
We got to our room at about 10:30pm and hadn’t eaten dinner. We ordered room service – Daniel had lamb with mashed pumpkin and a shiraz jus and Helen had the seafood bisque.
Helen found the laundry on the 20th floor whilst Daniel explored the television options – including Fox Sport – and checked out details for the Tasmanian Archive Authority.
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